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letra de stepped on - spinabenz

[verse 1]
you goin be like the last n-gga we stepped on
i’m shootin in this n-gga vest in the same place tryna break his teflon
f-ck that n-gga we swing this b-tch broad day giving out headstones
any opp n-gga i see gotta get slayed
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and a whole lot of people say i’m dead wrong
b-tch i don’t care though
1,2,3 blast a rocket blow a n-gga head off
i’m mad for this spaz
what kind of pistol that lead out
it’s goin be a lot of dead n-ggas a lot of people say that i’m dead wrong
imma come through that b-tch n-gga everybody get a head stone
imma come through that b-tch feel like fred the flintstone
listen listen listen close and pay attention like these your last moment
you said you make people die you should know how this sh-t goin’
you say you a k!ller you say that you blow sh-t
if it’s true i know he knows it
trying make his death be so quick
i’m finna up, up the score b-tch
i got a choppa, mac, and a drac let all them talk that’s associates
sociopath don’t stand too close to me
three personalities
twin tornado kidd
b-tch my name spinabenz
they say i’m a f-ckin problem
this stupid n-gga finna die for some d-mn followers
i’m a star i can teach astronomy, hot n-gga broke the whole thermometer
f-ck n-gga go dig ya partner up
said it’s true n-gga ain’t no stoppin us
fight with me and the way he step
you would this this n-gga had a band following
he opp quit posting pictures stupid
n-gga that sh-t goin jam probably
i could tell he ain’t livin that sh-t just do that sh-t for the gram
obviously
probably be the next n-gga dead, man down, caution
[verse 2]
you going end up being like that last n-gga we stepped on
spraying repeatedly with my glock try to rip through this n-gga teflon
leave em lying dead and a whole lot of people that say i’m dead wrong
come through walk through that b-tch off day
n-gga everybody get a headstone grippin that iron
shots fired repeatedly n-ggas keep dyin
how the f-ck n-ggas say they don’t see that sh-t, that n-gga must be blind
i try to think good thoughts, murder on my mind
runnin your mouth you running that mother f-cker now he howlin
i want three mansions and an island
i want a benz truck no mileage
i got a main b-tch got low mileage
i want choppa heat i’m tired or chasin n-ggas, i’m getting tired
this b-tch sing like a choir
swear this b-tch sing like it’s keisha, like it’s ashanti, like it’s mariah
whitney houston i’m on 2x
spinz you best you slow that sh-t down
search google to see how you do that
loose lips sink ships
it’s common sense i thought you knew that
we’ll beat a n-gga blue back

- spinabenz

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